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Myrdruin

Myrdruin

Appearance & Presence​

Myrdruin emerges from shadow like a fragment of forest come to life. Cloaked in moss and draped in trailing vines, her scales glisten with dew, while mushrooms sprout along the ridges of her back. Each breath carries the scent of damp earth and herbs, laced with an undertone of something sharper — poison, waiting to bloom. When she exhales, a fine mist spreads, veiling the air with spores that shimmer faintly in the light. To see Myrdruin is to stand in the heart of a wild apothecary: beautiful, perilous, and utterly alive.

Personality & Temperament​

Myrdruin is gentle yet grave, wise yet secretive. Patient and deliberate, she sees healing and poison as two sides of the same leaf. She seldom speaks, but when she does, her words are heavy with warning or cure, as if each syllable were weighed for consequence. She is not unkind, but neither is she indulgent — Myrdruin treats mortals like plants in a garden: some must be nurtured carefully, while others must be pruned before they spread harm.

How Mortals Experience Myrdruin​

Mortals find Myrdruin unsettling and awe-inspiring in equal measure. Healers approach her for wisdom in herbs and remedies, though they know her cures come wrapped in riddles and her price may be steep. Farmers whisper that she wanders their fields at night, blessing some crops with growth while letting others wither. Those who meet her eyes often feel as if their ailments — both hidden and spoken — have already been diagnosed.

Signature Quote​

“Every root heals, every root harms. The difference lies only in the measure.”

Myrdruin is the Potions dragon.